Just in time for Valentine's Day.....A young woman has taken finding love in NYC into her own hands by posting missed connection posters throughout the subways looking for a man she saw riding a Brooklyn bound A train in November.
Cleverly designed to look like an official MTA poster, this grabs your attention and rips at all the cold, loveless souls by reminding us that a fragile heart is at stake. And she even impressively scripted that in several languages.
But it turns out that these posters aren't just looking for lost love. They are about their author, performance artist Maria Luisa Portuondo Vila, looking for attention for herself and her art and art collective. Ugh, isn't anything real anymore? Even love is an internet hoax.
While Vila does claim to the NY Daily News that this is both an attempt to find love and an art project saying, "I really saw this man in the subway and I like him," I am skeptical. Mostly because of that sketch of the man she is allegedly looking for. It shouldn't be too hard to track down a man wearing a top hat around Manhattan. Right? And if I saw a man in a top hat on the train that I found that beguiling, I certainly would rely on the easy conversation starters of "I love your hat" or "You must have a great milliner" or "Do you have a rabbit in there?" Under no circumstance would I just sit there and let that top hat gentleman pass by.
Also, I feel she may be living out an artist fantasy and just thinking of one of these men. Not that I can really blame her. Maybe she is thinking that like with Frosty the snowman, if she puts a top hat on the man he will become real.
Speaking of men in top hats, remember that man a couple of years ago who ended up in the emergency room with a tiny top hat glued to his head. Maybe he's single?
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Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Monday, February 25, 2013
Get Gallon Smashing
I feel obliged, so you don't embarrass yourselves, to let you know that dancing Gangnam style or doing the Harlem Shake is so yesterday. So immediately stop production on your elaborate dancing viral video fame quest and head to the grocery store because apparently the new thing to do is much simpler. Just toss two gallons of milk into the air and then throw yourself dramatically to the ground.
According to NY Daily News, this fad has a name--"Gallon Smashing," and it was started by pre-teen prankster brothers, Omar, Faysal, and Zayd Khatib. These three stooges made a compilation of themselves wreaking havoc in grocery stores with their over-dramatic falls and splashes that has been viewed over 2 million times in just 10 days of being on youtube--the website that single handedly is fulfilling what was spoke of by the prophet Andy Warhol.
Now, I must admit, this simple America's Funniest Home Videos worthy stunt is tempting. I do have to go to the market later, and what could make a mundane trip to Trader Joe's more exciting than to cause a scene in the produce aisle when I just let that milk go and use my dancing skills to do a choreographed tumble to the floor, landing with my heels up in the air, legs flailing. Maybe a handsome man will rush to my rescue. Maybe I'll get a great lawsuit settlement from the market. But most importantly, I'll be well on my way to youtube fame as a Gallon Smasher. No crying over that spilled milk.
According to NY Daily News, this fad has a name--"Gallon Smashing," and it was started by pre-teen prankster brothers, Omar, Faysal, and Zayd Khatib. These three stooges made a compilation of themselves wreaking havoc in grocery stores with their over-dramatic falls and splashes that has been viewed over 2 million times in just 10 days of being on youtube--the website that single handedly is fulfilling what was spoke of by the prophet Andy Warhol.
Now, I must admit, this simple America's Funniest Home Videos worthy stunt is tempting. I do have to go to the market later, and what could make a mundane trip to Trader Joe's more exciting than to cause a scene in the produce aisle when I just let that milk go and use my dancing skills to do a choreographed tumble to the floor, landing with my heels up in the air, legs flailing. Maybe a handsome man will rush to my rescue. Maybe I'll get a great lawsuit settlement from the market. But most importantly, I'll be well on my way to youtube fame as a Gallon Smasher. No crying over that spilled milk.
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